(+) Joyner Lucas - I'm Sorry (508)-507-2209
Damn I feel so loose I'm about to pop shit
What's a man to do when he's out of options
I ain't wanna do it but it
(Shh hold on be quiet they're coming)
Oh no no no no no no (Blap blap blap)
Oh no no no no no no (Shoop shoop shoop)
Oh no no no no no no (Skrt skrt skrt)
No no no no no no
I said gimme that gimme that gimme that
Gimme that you heard what I said
Nigga run that run that run that run that
You heard what I said
I said yeah oh no no no no no no
Oh no no no no no no no
I remember everything was different
When I tried to get a job
And make some money
I was livin' on the street
I walked a lot of miles
And nobody wasn't hiring
And I had to stand in line
If I was to get something to eat
Cause I ain't had no homies
And my girl depended on me
Every night that we were lonely
And I couldn't get no sleep
Cause I was plotting on anybody
I seen that was getting money
You got it? I need it sorry
You don't need it more than me
And bitch I'm tired of this struggle
Ducking and dodging them puddles
Wondering if god ever hear the prayers I said
Cause every time I got a new hustle
That shit done got me in trouble
You don't know how many fucking tears
I've shed
But fuck it I'm letting loose
And they told me don't bend the rules
This is my winter blues
You know what I'm finna do
Anything necessary to make it up in the news
And I'm taking every muthafucking thing
That I pick and choose
And I'm done with all the begging
I'm past that all I did was get laughed at
You can go back track
But you'll never get cash back
And they told me I'm half black
But I'm white as a lab rat
With a mic and a gas mask
I'm a light for your trash ass
And I might get the last laugh
Better fight if you back stab
With a knife in your backpack
All my life I've been jabbed at
But I fight like I'm mad max
With a knife with the yeah yeah
You know you know what the fuck
I'm talking about
Listen I don't give a fuck about your feelings
You don't have any idea just
What I had to do to get what I want
All I wanted was to make a decent living
I can't even count it on my fingers
How much shit that I lost
Woo nigga this is my job
Yeah these are my thoughts
Woo I ain't never had shit
But for now you better give me what's yours
Damn I feel so loose I'm about to pop shit
What's a man to do when he's out of options
I ain't wanna do it but this
(Shhh hold on be quiet they're coming)
Oh no no no no no no
Oh no no no no no no
Oh no no no no no no
No no no no no no
I said gimme that gimme that gimme that
Gimme that you heard what I said
Nigga run that run that run that run that
You heard what I said
I said yeah oh no no no no no no
Oh no no no no no no no
You really got some nerve talkin' bout me
Like you're better
Cause you got your shit together
And I'm really goin' through it
I don't think you have a clue what it feels like
Doin' dirt knowin' in your heart
You ain't wanna do it
I don't got one g bone in my body
I ain't never gang banged
I don't know nothing about it
I don't claim to be a thug nigga or illuminati
But there really ain't no tellin'
What I do when I get rowdy
And I'm starvin' and my back
Against the wall and you ballin'
Everytime I see you
All you do is flash hundreds
Everything on fleek I ain't never had nothin'
I just wanna be you wanna feel like stuntin'
And lettin' loose and they told me
Don't bend the rules
This is my winter blues
You don't know what I finna do
Anything necessary to make it up
In the news
And I'm taking every mothafuckin' thing
That I pick and choose
I'm done with that hating shit
The fuck do you think this is?
Damn it you made me sick
Ain't no time for no babysit
This is the way we live
And yes I'm okay with this
You think you all that
And a bag of potato chips?
Could jump off a crazy bridge
And enough of you idiot kids
Go suckin' a lady dick
I would never just make amends
With none of you shakin' hands
In public like yeah yeah
Like get the fuck out of my face dude
Listen I don't give a fuck about your feelings
You don't have any idea just
What a nigga had to do to get loose
All I wanted was to make a decent living
I can't even count on all my fingers
How much shit I went through
Woo what I went through
Yeah what I went through
Uh and when shit get real
Ain't really nothing that you can do woo
Yo what's up this is joyner
I'm unable to take your call right now
Leave me a brief message
And I'll get back to you
Peace
Yo who the fuck do you think you are
Tryna give advice to a child? My child
Nigga you the biggest piece of shit
I've ever met in my life my nigga
You the last person that should be
Trying to give advice
To anybody about anything
Let alone my fucking kid
Acting like some fucking
Role model or some shit
Nigga no nobody wanna be like you stop it